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Saturday, December 31, 2016

HARVEY THE LEPRECHAUN POEM

Harvey was a Leprechaun,
He dressed in royal purple, not green,
He thought that he was royalty,
A distant cousin of the queen,

Harvey claimed a castle for his noble self,
He had a genetic test done to claim it,
But, the test proved Harvey was not a royal heir,
His cause had become a lame bit,

Now Harvey’s dress is all in green,
And, believes he is a very great singer,
Although, he sings off key, his tone unclean,
He thinks that with Mario Lanza he’s a dead ringer.

Friday, December 30, 2016

DERRICK AND HIS PET HAMSTER LIMERICK

Derrick kept a hamster for a pet,
The hamster was unstable and acted real upset,
It bit Derrick on the thumb,
His thumb swelled like a plumb,
Derrick decided a different pet he should get.




Thursday, December 29, 2016

I DREAMT I HAD BIG TURKEY FEET

I dreamt I had big turkey feet,
And, a drumstick for a leg,
I dreamt I had two turkey wings,
And, I yearned to lay an egg,

I dreamt I was sitting in a tree,
With a thick branch for my couch,
I dreamt that I was shot dead in my tree,
And, my final thought was ouch!

I dreamt I was floating right above,
A dinner table set in honor of me,
And, there my dead corpse was layed out with love,
Well centered so all could see,

Then, my dream came to an abrupt end,
As the diners devoured my meat,
And, I woke up back at my hunting camp,
But, I still had big turkey feet.






Wednesday, December 28, 2016

MY FRUIT BASKET

The fruit in my basket was rotten,
It had been placed there and then forgotten,
The grapes were real slimy,
The pears withered and grimy,
The oranges were pithy like cotton.

Today I received a fruit basket,
It was really more of a fruit casket,
The apples were bruised,
The bananas abused,
The cellophane didn't really mask it.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

MY COMPUTER SCREEN PROBLEM

 My computer screen obscured my view,
Through the window in the door,
I moved my computer screen so my view was true,
Then, my screen crashed upon the floor.

Monday, December 26, 2016

LICK STAMPS GET CRAMPS LIMERICK

Mr. B has belly cramps,
He thinks he got them licking stamps,
The stamps were already sticky,
With glue that tastes icky,
Now, near to the restroom he camps.

 

Sunday, December 25, 2016

DUMPY THE HOUND HAD A HEART FULL OF JOY

Dumpy the hound had a heart full of joy,
He had an owner named Thad who was a real depressed boy,
Dumpy got Thad to play,
Which made Thad happy that day,
So, Thad bought Dumpy a really neat toy.

My dog named Dumpy sure likes to chew,
He chewed up my car seats and my car is brand new,
I got Dumpy a chew toy,
But, he was a very bad boy,
He chewed my shoes up so I’m shoeless too.













Saturday, December 24, 2016

AT HUNTING CAMP I GOT THE BOOT

At hunting camp I got the boot,
I spoiled the big turkey shoot,
When the turkeys came by,
I yelled “get lost or die”,
I saved lives and don’t give a hoot.



Friday, December 23, 2016

I WENT LOOKING FOR SANTA


I went out West to visit Santa,
But, Santa was not there,
I went back East to visit Santa,
I couldn't find a Santa hair,

I went down South to visit Santa,
"No Santa down here," I was told,
I did not go up North to visit Santa,
Because up there it's just too cold.  

Thursday, December 22, 2016

MY GERBIL DOES NOT GERB NO MORE

My gerbil does not gerb no more,
He passed away on his gerbil cage floor,
I had him 31 days,
I even built him a maze,
And, 30 days is return policy at the store. .

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

BAD DAY AT THE BEACH POEM

First a turtle bit my toe, 
And the pain filled me with woe, 
Then a rattle snake bit my shin,
And he pumped some poison in,
A large shark bit my thigh, 
And the pain made me cry, 
Then bird droppings fell on my head,
That’s what made me go home to bed.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

MARTY THE NAUGHTY FLY

Marty was a naughty fly,
He liked to sit on dog poo,
Then he’d fly upon my hair,
After a fresh shampoo,

I tried to swat old Marty,
I just hit my ear,
Then Marty smiled and dove in,
My fresh poured ginger beer.

Monday, December 19, 2016

A WRECKER FOR MY POGO STICK

My pogo stick got stuck in the snow,
Then, over I went when the cold wind did blow,
 The snowbank was cold,
And, I'm getting real old,
So, I called for a wrecker and tow.

THE SEA BASS OR CHICKEN AROMA

Allen ate friend chicken and it gave him gas,
He sat and hoped that his bloating gut would pass,
Then, his girlfriend Helen stopped by,
And, Allen passed his chicken fry,
Helen wondered if Allen's chicken was sea bass.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

DON'T BLOG BAD FACTS ABOUT SANTA

There were some bloggers on the net,
Who found some facts that many regret,
Regarding a violent Santa Claus,
Who got divorced for just cause,
Now, all Santa's fans are upset. 



MY CRANBERRY WINE HAS GONE BAD

My cranberry wine has gone bad,
It was never too good but it had...
A pungent aroma,
And, it could deliver a coma,
Overall, it wasn't too bad.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

JEETER LIKED TO WATCH THE CLOCK

Jeeter liked to watch the clock,
He watched at work each day,
Jeeter got almost nothing done,
 But, he still expected pay,

One day Jeeter had to see the boss,
The boss told Jeeter he was done,
Jeeter was at a total loss,
He thought he worked harder than anyone,

Jeeter quickly found a job with hope,
It was a job watching a giant clock,
He spent his nights with a telescope,
As the stars moved he heard "tic-toc".

Friday, December 16, 2016

CHIPMUNKS: CUTE FUZZY DISASTER HAIKU

Chipmunks, fuzzy, cute,
Digging under fireplace,
Bricks fall, down comes wall.

Chipmunk tunneling,
Driveway cracks, deck falls apart,
House sinks, floors slant, cute!

Thursday, December 15, 2016

SAM THE ROBOT LIMERICK

I once had a butler robot named Sam,
He made sandwiches of goat cheese and ham,
And when I would dine,
He served great cherry wine,
But, he sampled it and blew up leaving only a cam.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

I THANK MY BANK LIMERICK

I went to the bank to modify my home loan,
I was offered an ink pen, a coffee, a scone,
Although, many papers I signed,
A few weeks later I'd find,
My interest rate and my debts had both grown.




Tuesday, December 13, 2016

DON'T PLAY WITH A CHAINSAW LIMERICK

Joe went out to cut some firewood,
He played with the chainsaw and that's not good,
He cut off his feet,
And, fell on his seat,
Now, he respects the chainsaw like he should.

Monday, December 12, 2016

WHERE DOES SANTA GET HIS TOYS?

Where does Santa get his toys?
They are made by elves for good girls and boys,
And, for boys and girls who are really bad,
They get lumps of coal then, they feel sad,

Where does Santa get his lumps of coal?
From deep shaft mines worked by a creature called troll,
And, while elves get a golden toy factory pass,
Trolls work deep in the earth like a true second-class,

Now, old Santa is a jolly old elf,
And, he promotes the ones who are just like himself,
 But, he does provide jobs for those who work underground,
In mines that are cited as unsafe and unsound,

Yet, the trolls do not live a life of quiet despair,
Instead, they plot revolution to make society fair,
Now, on Christmas morning when you get your big lump of coal,
Remember, the coal came from the toils of the second-class troll.

Sunday, December 11, 2016

THE MAILMAN AND MY BIRTHDAY MONEY

My grandma said my birthday money was sent directly in the mail,
But, the mailman confessed to stealing it now, he's locked up in the jail,
But, without grandma's money,
My birthday's not sunny,
And, I have no Xbox to play after this tale.

Saturday, December 10, 2016

THE POISONOUS MUSHROOM DIRGE

Poisonous Mushrooms,
Take, bake, intake, forsake,
Bellyache, quake, wake.

HOW NOT TO CLEAN FISH

The fish in my pond had a stench,
I could smell them while I sat on my bench,
The nasty smell I couldn't cope,
I dumped in some soap,
My fish died so pardon my French.

 

FROM MOSS TO SNOW TO GLOW

My trailer's room is covered with snow,
So, up there no more moss will grow,
Now, the whole thing's a toss,
I've got snow but no moss,
And, moonlight spanks my roof with a glow.

Friday, December 9, 2016

A SWAMP LIZARD NAMED IKE

There was a swamp lizard named Ike,
He hated all those on a bike,
They’d run over his tail,
That made poor Ike Wail,
Now on Thursday he visits his psych.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

I VISITED MY NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS

There was a clog in my kitchen sink drain,
While under my sink the pipes leaked stinky rain,
Then, my floorboards got soft,
And, I plunged down through my loft,
To visit neighbors who asked me to explain.

SANTA'S KANGAROO

There is a kangaroo named Pam,
She works for Santa and makes his jam,
When jam making wanes,
She makes candy canes,
On Christmas Day she glazes the ham.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

THE ICE FESTIVAL DID NOT GO WELL

The "Ice Festival" did not go well this year,
I fell through the ice and spilled a whole pint of beer,
The water was ice cold,
And, I'm just getting too old,
I'd prefer "Summerfest" 12 months of the year.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

THE ARTIST WITH MOOD

Hannibal came from Hamtramck,
His paintings are moody, dynamic,
He's been spray painting clowns,
All angry with frowns,
He stopped taking his meds now he's manic.

Monday, December 5, 2016

YETTI SPAGHETTI MEATBALLS: A MICHIGAN RECEIPE

Danny Dill was a real restaurateur,
He had found an angle; a meat lover’s lure,
Danny Dill hunted the Michigan Yetti,
Then, made Yetti meatballs for his spaghetti,
To Yetti clans Danny Dill was a Cur.

I WAS WATCHING THE NORTHERN STAR

I was watching the northern star,
Unfortunately, I was driving my car,
I hit some black ice,
My car spun round thrice,
I ended up in the same lane at par.

HEY SNOWMAN, LEAVE THOSE KIDS ALONE


By Tim Colin

Last night my brother’s Ted, Mike our colleague Gerrard and I spent the night in a local children’s park   waiting to capture one of the strange monsters known by the general public as snowmen. However, professional investigators like us believe that some snowmen are tainted with evil and come to life after midnight every December when the moon is full.  Our organization learned of these evil snow demons from Gerrard’s great grandfather.

Gerrard’s great grandfather is named Hank and he was born in Germany back in 1902.  Hank lives nearby the park and will often take a leash out for a walk through it.  Hank lost his pet poodle 20 years ago but imagines that the pooch is still alive.  Hank feeds and waters his dog everyday and after mid-night he imagines taking his dog for a walk so the dog can do its business in the children’s park.  Hank had told his great grandson Gerrard that he had seen a large snowman roaming around the park looking for people to switch with its long stick fingers.

According to Hank people in the village where he was born believed that in December when the moon was full the snowmen made by children would come to life and switch the naughty children on the backside with the stick hands that stuck out of the abdomen.  Gerrard told us that this was an old Celtic legend.  I pointed out that the Celts were in Ireland and Scotland not Germany.  Gerrard responded “Well, my grandfather’s village was in the mountains so he must have been a highlander.”

I saw absolutely no problem with his logic.  Neither of my brothers said anything because they have problems locating the United States on a map of North America.  My brother Mike thinks the nations of the world are arranged on the globe in alphabetical order.

Before we started our investigation I decided to check out the story old Hank told Gerrard regarding a snowman prowling around the children’s park after mid-night.  I listened to a police scanner the other night and sure enough there were several reports about an old white man wandering around aimlessly in the park when it was blowing snow and well below freezing.  I was then sure that the reports must have been about the snowman.   I then decided to assemble a team to set out in the cold with me and wait for the dangerous snow beast.  I figured Tim and Mike could fight the dangerous snowman and since Gerrard was so slow, I could outrun Gerrard if need be so the snowman would catch up to Gerrard first which would allow for me to escape.  I had things pretty well planned out.   Because no one knew what the snow creature’s intentions might be I had Mike bring along a baseball bat so we had some means of defense besides hope and snowballs.

When we arrived at the park last night it was cold and quiet.  The clouds had parted revealing a glowing white full moon.  There was a large snowman in the park and luckily there was a snow fort built near enough to the snowman so we could hide and observe the creature and hopefully avoid being switched.   Unfortunately, the fort was not big enough for all four of us so I persuaded my younger brother Mike that he should find another place to hide.  He is not too bright so I suggested that he make a snow angel and lie still in the angel indentation and that the rest of us would cover Mike up with snow.  Mike made a show angel. We immediately covered him up with snow and packed it down tightly so it didn’t look like a snow grave.  

Ted, Gerrard and, I hid behind the walls of the snow fort waiting for the creature to start its demonic movements through the park.  Then a gust of wind blew up and at the same time we all saw the hands and arms of the snowman monster move.  “Did you see that?”  I said.

“I can’t believe this,” responded Ted.  “I thought this was just a dumb story that Gerrard’s great grandpa made up to scare little kids and big sissies like Gerrard.”

“Well your grandpa believes in leprechauns,” retorted Gerrard.  “Who could believe in people dressed up in green running around with a pot of gold?  Everyone knows people with money work on Wall Street and run around wearing black suits and they keep their money in ATM machines.  I know because I saw them using ATM machines when I went to New York as a kid.  Or was that Mt. Pleasant?  I get those two cities mixed up a lot.  I think it was the city that has the bridge that goes to Canada.”

“Would you guys shut up,” I said.  “That thing is still moving out there and I think it is creeping our way.  Where’s’ the bat?  We need to clobber that thing before it gets us.”

“I think we buried the bat with Mike,” answered Ted.  “We’ll have to ease over to Mike and dig him up in order to retrieve the bat.”

I had a better idea.  “Mike!” I hollered in a whispering voice, “Take the bat up to the monster and bash him in.  I can see the monster is going right for you now so hurry up you slow poke.”  Mike did not rustle under the snow.  He was either too afraid to act or he had gone to sleep right when we needed him to defend us.  You just can’t count on family for anything.  I knew then that it was up to me to motivate Ted and Gerrard to attack the snow monster and save us all.  I motioned for Ted and Gerrard to ease along over to where Mike was buried.  I followed them.

When we reached my brother Mike we unburied his face.  I slapped his face a couple of times but he did not wake up.  Mike is a light thinker but a very deep sleeper.

“He does not look too good,” observed Gerrard.  “Is he still alive?”

“Right now that’s not important,” I responded.  “The important thing is that we need to save ourselves.  Besides, if Mike is completely frozen we can sell his internal organs on the Internet and make a fine profit.  Anyways, I’ll still have Ted here as a brother in case I need a kidney or something one day.”

Then Gerrard held up the baseball bat and said triumphantly, “I found it.”

Then suddenly there was a tremendous gust of wind and the snowman started waving its arms and hands frantically like Frankenstein’s monster.  The snowman came at us and I led the charge for about half the distance to the monster and then I let Ted and Gerrard lead the way with Gerrard holding the bat in one hand held over his right shoulder.  When Gerrard got close to the snow monster he smashed it in the head with the bat.  With one swing of the bat the head of the monster disappeared.  Then Gerrard knocked off the dangerous branch arms from the beast.  Gerrard had to stop because he was having an asthma attack.  After a few seconds Gerrard was fine.  Then my brother Mike woke up and came over to congratulate Gerrard for defeating the evil creature.  

I was truly glad that the ordeal was over and the creature was now just a cowering pile of snow.  I was glad the snowman had not gotten to me because if it switched people for being bad then I would have been switched a lot because I have been a  bad boy several times this last year.

Note:  The above short story is published courtesy of Humor News Outdoors Nuts web site.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

CHRISTMAS TREES OUTSIDE


I like to decorate Christmas trees outside in the snow,
And, watch the colored bulbs in the sunshine glow,
But, watch out for the deer,
Because it is clear,
On your trees their chompers will mow.

I WENT OUT TO SEE THE SUPERMOON

I went out on my deck to see the supermoon,                         
But, the cloudy sky blocked the sight for me,
I wondered what hope have I the future to divine,
When, the big orb in the sky I can't see,

The supermoon, I guess it was there,
On others I'll rely on for that truth,
Most information I get from someone else,
That dependence I trace back to my youth.



IT'S THE TIME OF THE YEAR...

It's the time of the year when Santa goes "Ho,Ho",
It's also the time when my snow-blower won't blow,
I'm stuck in the house,
With the kids, dog and, spouse,
I'm just hoping that Santa will show.

Saturday, December 3, 2016

THE WALNUT SILLY RHYME

My eyes grew tired,
My eyes went shut,
My shell was cracked,
I am a walnut,

I have no eyes,
At least none to see,
I'm a tasty treat,
Oh, woe is me.

Friday, December 2, 2016

BIG BUCK DEER HUNTING-HAIKU


Big buck deer hunting,
Cold, wet, slimy stumps, nose runs,
No see, no shoot, DRAT!